She's one of those Sunday afternoon walkers   Who searches down the rich dick   So here comes, speak this way, baby   Ain't no tongue, some kinda a trick      So shake that kick, ooh, shake that kick   Shavin' your underarms   I got my eyes on your [Incomprehensible]   If I could just get your hands on my balls      Hello High C Cherrie   Would you bring it on over here   I got a big jet black Cadillac   Parked out back in the rear      I'd give you twenty-five heathens   To serve you a six pack of Rollin' Thunder Beer   Say ain't that enough, Cherrie   To stick it in you      My, my, the girl with rolls   That's the way talk   (High C)   You must admit you're heaven sent   For big boys [Incomprehensible]      Hey I'm on the corner taken [Incomprehensible]   Hey baby, I can hold my own   (Cherrie)   Meet me on C Street, baby   Hey, little girl, you want an ice cream cone      Hello, High C Cherrie   Shake that trash over here   I got a big jet black Cadillac   It's parked out back in the rear      I'd give you twenty-five heathens   To serve you a six pack of Rollin' Thunder Beer   Say ain't that enough, Cherrie   To stick it in you      Hey, baby, are you with escort   Are you really on your way home   (Cherrie)   Would you make it with a poor schoolboy   Would you let this dog throw you his bone      I don't mean to be pushy   But I know I'd shove you down on the ground   (Hell ya)   How can a sane man   Adjust to havin' you around      Hello, High C Cherrie   Shake that trash over here   I got a big jet black Cadillac   It's parked out back in the rear      I'd give you twenty-five heathens   To serve you a six pack of Rollin' Thunder Beer   Say ain't that enough, Cherrie   To stick it in you      Hello, High C Cherrie   Would you bring it on over here   I got a big jet black Cadillac   Crashed out back in the rear      I'll give you twenty-five heathens   To serve you a six pack of Rollin' Thunder Beer   Say ain't that enough, Cherrie   Hey, is that enough, Cherrie      Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Cherrie